Mr. Fly Guy

Look at Mr. Fly Guy
Passin' all the ladies by
Wonder if he sold another pack
To a homeless guy

If you see the Fly Guy
Don't look into his eyes
They say if you do
You'll be quickly hypnotized

Tell me how does one man
Dress so fresh
He lookin' real good
With his pin up purple vest

The Fly Guy doesn't take credit or checks
Wanna pull a fast one on him be my guest
But when you rolling down the street
Smelling Nicorette
Don't be surprised when he got you by your neck

The Fly Guy doesn't take no
As an answer
You see the Fly Guy
Is an original gangster

Don't turn your back
Or he just might gank ya
Once you on the ground
He's prolly gonna shank ya

The Fly Guy always had a way with the ladies
They take one look and it drives them crazy
But Mr. Fly Guy never had just one
One real girl to give him love

You see he never thought he'd find the one
Till one night this girl hopped out of the club

Shit
She kinda fly though
Not gonna lie

C'mon Mr. Fly Guy this is your chance
To take this girl
For one last dance
It's the end of the world

Go take your stance
Before it's too late man take her hands

Poor Mr. Fly Guy the bitch was undercover

Run Mr. Fly Guy as fast as you can
Before that bitch can catch you again
One left two left three left south
One right two right three right north

The Fly Guy really thought he got away
Another shitty day just living in the dope game
Until he looked up and saw the cars split ways
My man was surrounded and now he on every front page

Man
That's tough dude
Really thought she was the one but
She was a cop
Damn



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Writer(s): Jack Widmer
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